Saturday, March 10, 2018

'Adrift' in pictures

Floating. Unmoored. Unsettled. Displaced. 

‘Adrift’ emerged from an artist residency in Israel/Palestine and an invested interest in themes of homecoming, displacement and migration. The artwork was created over a period of five years, from a place of questioning while visiting and researching contested territories. 

Passage and Exile were created for a group show responding to literary works by The Inklings. C.S. Lewis and his contemporaries wrote epic narratives with unlikely heroes; individuals who have uprooted themselves (or were forcefully expelled) to embark on a dangerous journey toward a promised land. In ‘The Weight of Glory’ Lewis speaks of the desire for a far-off country and the sense of longing that lives in every human being. The material for the banners are scraps of cast-off clothing found in the Downtown Eastside. The fabric is tattered and stained; evidence of the journey. These banners reference heraldic flags and pay homage to the ordinary heroes and weary Transients of our city. 

Floathouse was built in Alert Bay, B.C.. It is about the journey many people (including myself) have made, from a small community to the city. A Good Place to Die speaks to the nuances of ‘home as shelter’ or ‘home as self-imposed prison.’ The shotgun shells were sourced from the mountains I grew up in. Diaspora and Soldier Boy were made with materials collected from Israel and Palestine. The ceramic fragments were found in the ruins of demolished homes in Hebron. 

These artworks speak to the politics of wandering. From wall hangings made of cast-aside clothing found on the streets of East Vancouver to a home built with broken ceramics collected from the West Bank in Palestine, Adrift addresses the tenuous search for ‘home’ and ‘belonging’ in a shifting world.  

Friday, March 2, 2018

Broken Window Project

A few weeks ago someone smashed my studio window. I wasn't too cut up about it though, because it gave me a public canvas. One graffiti tag is an invitation for ALL graf writers. A clean wall is also a welcome invitation. I am priming the canvas so others will participate. It seems the City of Vancouver wanted in on the action because they gave me a blank board to start over with. 

This is an ongoing project that will be documented until the window is fixed. It could be a while...

Saturday, February 24, 2018

Women in Lace

My studio has been empty for the last few months, except for these beauties. 
Throwback to the Van Dusen OBAC show. 

Sunday, January 7, 2018

Bleeding Hearts and Origin Stories

The show is up at the Bleeding Heart Art Space in Edmonton for the month of January! Take a look if you are in the area. If you aren't, take a peak below. 

Origin Stories is an exploration into the complex elements, both internal and external, that contribute to identity. It questions the validity of memory and highlights the universal desire to find home in the midst of a shifting world. 

Floods have had a place in origin stories and cultural identities since the beginning of time. The earliest surviving piece of literature, The Epic of Gilgamesh, references a global flood that is strikingly similar to that of the Judeo-Christian tradition. Indigenous oral histories include variations of flood narratives and in recent time, regions around the world have been ravaged by rising waters. There is no doubt that collective identity is heavily influenced by the natural world. Yet water in its many forms also nurtures and sustains life.  

Personal and collective identity are defined by embellished narratives that border myth; this show explores the ambiguous threshold between perception and reality. The artworks are inspired by my childhood in a small town located in the foothills of the Cascades, where the Sultan and Skykomish rivers join. The narrative poetically departs from fact into myth when familiar forms are used in unfamiliar arrangements; mirroring the fragmented nature of memory. 

The materials in Origin Stories are sourced from my hometown. The shotgun shells collected from an obscure logging road. Lace table clothes and handkerchiefs from a local antique store. Jars of pebbles, fish bones and water from the Sultan River. Photographs from my mother’s photo album.

My Great Grandmother features prominently in the work. She was influential in my formative years and has shaped my visual aesthetic, humour, and deep yearning for adventure. Like many immigrants from ‘the old country,’ she had a distanced relationship with her own origin stories. 

Together, this body of work weaves an intergenerational story that is shaped by glacial rivers and family narratives. 

Friday, December 22, 2017

Packed up and ready to go

Artwork en route to Edmonton! I'll be following it soon. 

Tuesday, December 12, 2017

Origin Stories *revisited*

On January fourth I'm flying to Edmonton to install a solo show that has been lying dormant since 2012. When I originally made this work I had big dreams to get it in a gallery right away. However, I was still in the 'pre-emerging' phase of my career. I have a collection of rejection letters from several galleries for 'Origin Stories'. I packed the work away and decided to move on. Five years later (two years after I sent the last proposal for this show) I received an invitation to show the work! 

The last month has been filled with thrift store shopping sprees, creative problem solving with mylar displays, finding friends to cut glass and plexi, photocopying old photographs and scrambling for last minute shipping options. Twenty-three days left!

A double sided painting! There are two sides to every story.

Sunday, November 5, 2017

Belfast Field Notes

This place will bring you to your knees... whether in prayer or defeat, I suppose it depends where you go first. The history of sectarian violence is like a punch to the gut. It winds you, and when you get back up to steady yourself another fist comes for your face. However, what was lacking in the landscape with pointed fences and corrugated separation barriers (spaciousness and compassion) was found in the people that I met. Those who fed and housed me, strangers who walked me to my destinations, and the women I chatted with in my workshop and on the bus. 

Thank you Belfast. Until we meet again.


Thursday, June 8, 2017

Post show glow

Thanks to everyone who took the time to see my show last month. 
For more images of the gallery, check out my website.

Thursday, May 18, 2017

Promised Land at Yactac

Tomorrow evening, my show 'Promised Land' opens at the Yactac Gallery. I am so pleased to feature the work I made while in Israel/Palestine last year, as well as a very recent piece from my trip to Northern Ireland!

'Promised Land' is a body of work that was inspired by a collection of film canisters filled with sand and water from the Holy Land- inherited when my Great Grandmother passed away. I went on a pilgrimage to return the relics to their homeland last year. While researching dislocation and homecoming my curiosity was piqued on the negative effects of Nationalism and its contribution to division and disenfranchisement. The next step for my research took me to Northern Ireland, another land with a history of walls. In Northern Ireland flags seem to point to territorial aggression. I explore these regions looking for the scars that have healed.

If you don't make it to the gallery, maybe you will see one of these on the street... it's just so hard to plan a show within four walls.